Lostswa, the Arias.
Madam Aria sat under the eaves, laying a blanket on her knees, enjoying the warmth of the setting sun.
The kitchen help was preparing dinner, with the aroma wafting over.
A lantern under the eaves gently swaying with the wind, a woman in a simple long dress stepped forward through a floor of plum blossoms.
Melody Cole, dressed in cyan with dark brows, presented an image of refined elegance.
"Madam, it's time to take your medicine." The woman bent down, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes gentle and courteous.
A bowl of dark medicine was handed to the old lady.
Madam Aria furrowed her brows, sighing.
"When will it end..."
"Madam, this prescription was pleaded for by the young master from a national medical master. It would be beneficial for your eye disease, you should not disappoint the respectful intentions of your son."
